Remember, this is a marijuana site and there will be no talk of anything except cannibus. Trails....trails....trails...on weed of course. I am on the lookout for the fungus from the ground.
geonagual Reviewed by geonagual on . Trails..Trails..Trails... As I pass my hand in front of my face I see the remnants of where my hand once was Cars are speeding by and there lights are still way behind them trying to catch up There is a seperation between the ceiling and the dirt spots upon it I am losing my memory Rating: 5